The first feeling that broke through my numbness was confusion. I couldn’t understand what had just happened. Enrique’s men seemed to share my sentiment. Based on the way they gazed between Matteo and the woman, I figured she must’ve been one of them.
Did her and Matteo plan this together? Was it some kind of takeover?
“You should get the spare out of here,” the woman said. “This is important information we’ll be discussing.”
It took me a minute to realize that she was referring to me.
“My name is Emma,” I said through clenched teeth. “Call me spare again, and I’ll be adding one more to the body count tonight.”
I would do no such thing, but I was pissed off enough to make the threat. Matteo was fighting a laugh beside me. I glared at him. This wasn’t funny. Nothing about this godda
